The Heart Is Deceitful

Chapter 1

This is my first Naruto related fanfic so please bear with me here. I may make huge mistakes in this story, so if I have any kind of errors feel free to tell me, and I will try and go back and fix them. I DETEST flaming and find it extremely annoying. If you do not like mine or other people's stories, simply leave. There's not that much to it.

I do not own Naruto.

"Why!? Why do you treat me like this after the night we just shared together!?"

A woman screamed out to the towering man above her. Her face was damaged from the harsh blows to the face, and her naked form shivering in pain and fright. She was covered in cuts and gashes, and bruises sprawled everywhere on her. It was absolutely horrid. The man above her smirked sadistically and his pitch black eyes were cold and menacing. He bent down and snatched her hair none too gently and pulled her up to eye level with himself. She scratched futilely at his hands. She whimpered when she heard his deep chuckle.

"Foolish woman. You have no right to question me about my actions, for you are nothing but a whore. A whore who is here only for the purpose of sating my needs."

She looked at him as if he had betrayed her, and this caused him to laugh darkly to himself once more. He tightened his hold on her hair and brought her even closer. Tears were falling freely down her face.

"My dear…is it possible that you thought there was something more between us? You are sadly mistaken. Like I said before you are NOTHING. Know that you were just a useless concubine that had the opportunity to grace my bed." He looked her over one more time and back at her with malice in his eyes.

"I believe your time here is done. I have grown bored of your presence." He then grasped her neck harshly and pinned her to a nearby tree. She was gasping for much needed air but received none.

"P-P-please Mada-!" She rasped out what she could. But it was too late. The man instantly snapped her neck after she uttered out her last words. He threw the woman's lifeless body on the ground and turned around sharply. His long spiky black tresses whipping from the sudden movement. He then made his way back to the Uchiha Compound as if nothing had even transpired only moments earlier.

The Next Day…

"Madara what the hell are you doing!" An angry Izuna burst through the entrance of his elder brother's study. Madara looked up from his sea of paperwork and raised an eyebrow.

"And what is it little brother that you need?" He asked flatly. Izuna scowled at him and stormed over to his desk and slammed his hands on it. He gave Madara a harsh glare.

"You know why I'm pissed. You are getting rid of all the harlots one by one each night! They aren't exactly cheap mind you, they cost a lot of money to serve you, and your arrogant ass. And why take a sudden interest in them now? All these years you've had them and you haven't even taken one glance at them!"

"The women there are useless to me, so I get rid of them once I have my way with them. Then I have the luxury of never seeing them ever again. They serve no true purpose for me, so why should I keep them around?" He said tersely.

"Don't tell me it's all because of the arrangements."

"I know the arrangements Izuna." He grounded out with disdain. Izuna sighed.

"Look…I know that you don't like it, and that you oppose the idea. But think about it. You need a future heir."

"I'm way too damn young to be producing heirs! I don't need one yet."

"Previous leaders have had their children even younger than you at the age of 18. Your 22 and do not even have a lover. The council had to take matters into their own hands because they know you are too stubborn, and would never seek one out. "

"Do NOT remind me." He spat out.

"I don't see what your deal is. You think this is a bad thing, but I think this is a very clever idea." He pointed out. Madara frowned at his brother and crossed his arms.

"So you're siding with the council now? How dare you betray me Izuna."

"Well I'll have to betray you more often if it'll insure your happiness." Madara scoffed.

"What makes you think this marriage will bring me any amount of happiness? I could be marrying a woman who is as dumb and brainless as the women in the harems. Let alone she'll be after my wealth and power. What makes you think I'd be happy living with a wench like that?" He smirked at his younger brother. Izuna made a sour face.

"You always try to look for the bad things in every situation and never the good. And besides the woman you are marrying isn't going to be anything like that. She's from the Himura Clan and you know how well behaved and civilized those people are." He said defiantly. Madara sighed in annoyance and pinched the bridge of his nose. He felt a migraine approaching fast.

"Enough talk about this damndable marriage! As you can see I have several papers to look over and sign and it would make me very happy if you would leave Izuna." Izuna gave a light laugh and turned towards the exit.

"Oh and I know why you really started killing all of the harlots." He said smugly. Madara just leaned back in his seat awaiting an explanation.

"You just didn't want your dear future wife worrying about you cheating on her in some way. I think that's very sweet of you considering you haven't met her yet." Madara scowled at the thought of being called sweet. He opened his mouth to protest but Izuna fled the room as fast as his mouth formed the words. Madara growled.

"Observant brat…" Madara looked down at the horrendous amounts of paperwork in front of him.

"Kill me now…" He then started to work on the mountains of paper overflowing on his desk.

"Lady Vivica, you must come try on some Kimonos. Your wedding is in less than a month, and we have to prepare." The servant girl said softly. Vivica looked at her and nodded her head in acknowledgement.

"Yuko-chan, if you don't mind I would like one more minute alone please. I'll be out shortly." Yuko nodded her head and closed the door behind her. Vivica sighed and clasped her fingers together. She was nervous. Ever since her father told her she was to be wed to the Uchiha leader she has been nothing but nervous. She felt as if she had no say, but in the end she knew opening her mouth would get her into trouble. She grabbed her brush and gently brushed her hair. She then stood up and walked to the door where immediately it opened.

"Are you ready now Himura-san?"

"Yes I am. Let us go now."

For hours Vivica had been continuously changing into several different formal Kimonos. She never once paid attention throughout the whole time. Her mind was focused on tomorrow and her first meeting with her future husband. Her heart began to beat at the thought of meeting him. What would happen while she was there? Was he cruel? Cold hearted and dismissive? A pervert who couldn't keep his hands to himself? She didn't know what to expect.

"Uh Himura-san?" Yuko asked, lightly shaking Vivica's shoulder.

"W-what is it?"

"You started to space out. I just wanted to ask you about this specific Kimono."

Vivica looked in the mirror for the first time that day and was flabbergasted at how elegant and serene the Kimono was. She twirled around in it and found it was very…uncomfortable, but it was very beautiful. It was pure white, and woven into it was very intricate designs. It was almost like they were telling a story. It was everything she could ever need.

"Oh. This is gorgeous…" She said in awe. She then looked at Yuko.

"I would like this one for my wedding."

"As you should." A voice out of nowhere called. Vivica turned her head towards the entrance.

"F-father! I didn't even notice you there." He smiled at her and ruffled her hair to her annoyance. He always did that to her. He glanced at the Kimono on his daughter and nodded his head approvingly.

"You know…that was your mothers Kimono. She was so beautiful on our wedding day, and I can remember just how happy she was to be in it." He said sadly, reminiscing about his wife. Vivica gently put her hand over her heart and closed her eyes, trying to remember her mother. She then smiled and looked back at her dad.

"Then I shall take more pride in wearing this." Her father smiled sadly at her. He caressed her cheek.

"Vivica. About this marriage. I know that it's not out of love or someone that you want to be with, and I'm sorry for that. But the man you are going to marry is extremely powerful, and you were the only suitable option for him. You know what would happen if I would have refused him? I just…hope that you can understand." Vivica felt her eyes tear up but refused to let them fall. She wrapped her arms around him in a gentle hug.

"I understand father." He kissed the top of her head.

"I'm glad you do, because I don't want this to burden you."

Yuko looked at them from the sidelines, and gave a small smile. She always knew that Vivica was strong, and her actions from their conversation justified that.

In The Uchiha Compound…

Madara sighed in content as he finished the last of his work. He stood up from his seat and stretched himself out. Then a yawn came forth from him and he looked out the window to judge the time. It was only evening and yet he was just about ready to go to bed. He opened a drawer and pulled out his planner to see what else he had to do. He glanced down and saw that he had to prepare for the first meeting of his soon to be wife. He groaned and threw the planner back where it was.

"What the hell am I even supposed to be preparing for?" He mumbled to himself as he walked out of his study. He then felt a presence. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"I can sense you Izuna so get your ass out here." Izuna huffed and then stepped out from his hiding spot and made his way to Madara. He then mimicked his looks by putting up a poker face, and crossing his arms.

"I hear you are having troubles. Allow me to help you then." Izuna said in a deep voice, trying to sound like his older brother. Madara just smirked and started to make his way to his room, with Izuna following close behind. When they reached the room Izuna plopped down on Madara's chair and began speaking.

"Well when the council said they want you to prepare…you literally have to prepare."

"Get to the point Izuna." He said irritably.

"Ok! So you are the one that has to do everything from the moment your wife comes. You have to be the one to greet her at the gates, take her places, and talk to her etcetera."

"So I basically have to plan my day out with her, and get to know her all day."

"Yeah that's about it! Not that hard is it?"

"Not really. But if she is an irritating, brainless idiot…I will have to take drastic measures." He said darkly. Izuna gasped and started to yell.

"You're not going to be killing her!" Madara just chuckled.

"It was just merely a thought. No harm done right?" Izuna just scowled.

"Well keep your thoughts to yourself, you don't want to scare her do you?" Madara smirked and Izuna rolled his eyes and made his way out of his room.

"Just make sure you treat her kindly ok?" He then walked out of the room.

"Hn. What a great piece of advice that was." He then tore off all his clothes and went straight to bed.

"It's better to just get all this over with."

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